When I ride my scooter into work, I always wear my jeans and bring work clothes to change into- scooter, wind and a skirt not being a great combination - which I did this morning  . . . or so I thought. I spectaculalry forgot my skirt so had an emergency dash to the shops to buy something presentable (I was wearing my scruffiest jeans with ripped hems and everything!) as I guessed that with my boss in Melbourne, today, of all days I would be called into some important meeting!!

Colin reckoned it was a ploy so I could go shopping.